Bad Ways

Bad Ways - Too $hort

Is the sh*t gone ever change cause I be caught up in the middle of it

Click my pistol and then in his f**kin throat I shoved it

Give me your money and take that palve' off ni**a

F**k tommy 'figga I'm off that doe and liquor

See I be drillin in the eastside of san pedro park

I smoke a camel the lupsia done have me sparked

This lil' broad said I'm livin in my last days

My mother love me she say she hate my bad ways

But still she blame it on herself for doin what she done

It wasn't fun she moved us in the ghetto slums

So what you think about myself cause I'm a grown man

A bad man survival is whatever you can

You think you know it flossin but I know you's a b**ch

Cause I be watchin tryin to get my rob on this sh*t

See niggas underestimate the city that I claim

Where I am niggas sayin what the f**k is gangbang

Hard livin mothaf**ka represent your turf your side of town

You know that's where the f**k I'm found

Knees dirty hands dirty smokin on a tree

Gamblin my ** money hell yeah tee-da-lee

Cause I'm the ni**a says crime do pay

My people say they love me they just say they hate my bad ways

Real bad a** ways (bad ways)

Real bad a** ways (you got bad ways)

Real bad a** ways

Get glock cause it pays

Murda one:

>from city to city state to state

I'm checkin my game with my muthaf**kin trusted 38

But wait bubonic at an all time low

Gotta hit the atm to get money fo' sho'

Reclinin in my cadillac puffin newports

Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin too $hort

You caught in the middle of a skanless a** vibe

We copped another sack so you know my a** high

Funk made by my ni**a named x

B**ches with the fat lips and fat a** I want to sex

Check this nuts to your chin now fin

I recommend mothaf**kin hoes make your knees bend

You can't get with this on any day

Best believe murda one got the mothaf**kin bad a** ways

Bad a** ways (you know it mothaf**kas)

Real bad a** ways

Real bad a** ways

Joe riz:

I'm livin live on hinges when niggas in benzes I'm broke

I'm givin nothin but hell y'all it's cut throat

I wrote a rhyme called it a pastime

Of hurtin a** sh*t that I faced the last time

My last dime goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up

To pick up lil' somethin on a get up

You hit up blessed by the way I protest

Your world gettin it all of my chest

Yes the struggle grab me hatin better have me

Drama from my momma disowned by my daddy

What should I do tuck my head and throw them rolos

If anybody know about the trouble I bet joe knows

And raw livin it remind me

Of the sh*t that I wanna put behind me

I'm stayin high for days cause what I'm doin it pays

They don't hate me really they hate my bad ways

Bad ways (real bad a** ways)

Bad ways (real bad a** ways)

They hate my bad ways (real bad a** ways)

Too $hort:

I've been a player for years this ain't no rappers dream

You leavin messages on her answering machine

I'm in the bed listenin laughin ticklin giglin kickin it

Ni**a I be stickin it

You was hugged up with her when I met her

She gave me that look like please make it better

I told her with my eyes meet me over there

Instantly she was the victim of a player

I be spittin this game like iceberg slim

What about your man she said "f**k him"

Let's roll so we jumped in the benz

Left you at the bar talkin to your friends

$hort dog came through with the satisfaction

Now you runnin round like a fatal attraction

Cause I been in the p**sy for the last few days

Don't take it personal it's just my bad a** ways

Bad ways (real bad a** ways)

Bad ways (real bad a** ways)

Bad ways (real bad a** ways)

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